peter pan.
i feel like i'm at a bit of a crossroads and i'm not quite sure what to do. i've been thinking a lot about all the time that has been wasted, about how things could have been different if i wasn't so stubborn. and then i look in elliot's little face and i could care less about any of it, all the crap all the stress it's gone. and for those few moments she cuddles up with me in bed and holds me tight i feel as if i've got it all.